Ludwig kept wondering why Lovino wanted to start the dancing so early. He knew that there was always a saying that the morning was the best time for anything, but this was literal hell.
Being a teenage student, Ludwig wasn't very good at waking up at 10AM-fucking-sharp and going down to the school for three hours to dance his heart out.
"Ludwig, glad you could make it." Feliciano smiled as he greeted him at the hallway. Ludwig noticed how Feliciano was wearing a blue running shirt and long yoga pants that hugged his legs in every way possible.
"I couldn't really not go. Your brother would of dragged me out of my house anyways."
Feliciano laughed like that was a joke, when Ludwig was being 100% honest.
"Here! I got the key!" Antonio came running from the hallway with Lovino following with not much enthusiasm. Antonio zipped passed Feliciano and jammed the key into the door and opened up the auditorium door with a kick of his foot. He held the door open for the three students and got similar thank yous.
"Wait! Hold the door!" Mrs. H came through the double doors in rather comfortable clothing rather than her normal skirt and blouse. Behind her was her husband in a flurry of papers and yelps to slow down since she had her hand clamped around his wrist.
"Good morning Mrs. H! Oh Mr. Eldstien, you brought coffee!" Antonio noted with a smile as she walked into the room.
"Lovino requested us to get some for himself so I got one." Mrs. H laughed and ruffled his hair as she strolled over to Lovino who had disappeared into the sound booth to discard his items. She handed him the coffee and raised an eyebrow.
"Why did you make me get two of the same drink?"
She questioned the Italian, but before Lovino could take a sip his drink was taken out of his hand by the happy Spaniard. "Mmm, my favorite! Thanks Lovino!"
"That's the reason," Lovino grumbled as he took the other drink and finally got the coffee into his system. He looked out through the window where they had a full look of the stage.
Ludwig was lacing up tan tap shoes and Feliciano was on his phone already in his character shoes.
"Luuuuddy!" Feliciano whined as Ludwig looked over. Feliciano looked to be on some app and he was filming his face with the blonde in the background.
"Yea?" He asked standing up and cocked his head.
Feliciano only snickered and stopped recording and put some kind of filter on it before writing some brief at the bottom.
"What are you doing?" He walked over after Feliciano the video and there were similar names of classmates.
"You don't what V-Chat is?" Feliciano face looked like Ludwig said something scandalous, "It is an app where you take videos and show them to your friends and you can take pictures."
Feliciano slid his finger across the phone and it came to camera. "Selfie!" He cried and snapped a picture before Ludwig could even register.
"This is unreasonable." Ludwig muttered as Feliciano wrote 'Selfie with the bae' as the caption and saved it to his story.
"Time for stretching!" Lovino yelled as he came the aisle with Antonio following him. "Give me that phone." He demanded and Feliciano only whined setting it on the floor and slide it gently across the stage.
"It's gone, you don't need to take it~" He smiled brightly and all he got was an angrily glare from Lovino. Antonio got a running start from the sound both and successfully jumped up to the stage with a clap of his tap shoes hitting the ground.
Lovino followed Antonio less gracefully and stood in front of the three. "We have three hours to perfect a dance before the cast comes and we start the scenes and lines. We are starting at Good Morning."
Feliciano excitedly clapped his hands and Ludwig sent Lovino a firm nod as Antonio stood there with his bliss smile. Ludwig never could understand how Antonio could smile for so long, but he knew Antonio was actually a very angry child hiding inside. (That information was taken from Gilbert and in his chats with Francis)
"Now we stretch! Go!" Lovino demanded and Ludwig watch Feliciano do the scorpion and Antonio went down to the ground spreading his legs extremely wide and laid his chest on the ground.
"What is wrong Ludwig?" Lovino asked as he walked to the awkward German. "Not flexible enough?" he teased and Ludwig narrowed his eyes at the director as he flexed his arm. He swore he heard Feliciano gasp beside him.
"I'll be fine." Ludwig bent down and Lovino let out a sudden gasp as he was picked up and Ludwig changed his position to laying down. Ludwig proceeded to bench press the Italian. Antonio cheered Ludwig on, while Lovino was spitting threats. Feliciano had ran to film as Ludwig was getting cocky.
"Ludwig Beilschmidt!" Mrs. H yelled from the sound booth, "don't hurt my Student Director! We need him!" she demanded.
"I'll bring him back in one piece Mrs. H." Ludwig promised as he sat down Lovino who was practically livid, his cheeks a dark red.
"Bastard!" Lovino snarled angrily as he crossed his arms. Antonio noticed the tension and walked over hugging him with a bright smile.
"Luddy~ You're so strong!" Feliciano giggled as he latched onto the latter's bicep and started squeezing it making the man uncomfortable.
"Stop that." Ludwig muttered trying to shake Feliciano off his arm, but the Italian was glued with a wide grin as he was praising the muscles as Lovino was shooting daggers at the back of the German's head.
"I'm here!" The auditorium range with an annoying French accent.
Lovino almost groaned as he looked at the Frenchman, his name was Francis Bonnefoy, but mostly known as-
"Look it's Arthur boyfriend!" Antonio gasped happily as he jumped off the stage to engulf his close friend in a spinning hug.
"Oui! It's me! Francis Bonnefoy, Arthur's boyfriend!" Francis repeated as he posed for the imaginary cameras.
Francis was picked to be the Student Dance Director with his utmost knowledge of everything ballet, tap, and jazz. He always wore his hair in high (man) buns and today he wore a short sleeve V-neck with a pink infinity scarf and black leggings with jazz shoes.
Lovino wondered why so many people thought this man wasn't gayer than Ludwig, or even Berwald.
"Let's dance tonight my children!" Francis put his arm around Antonio and lead him to the stage.
Mrs. H came from the sound booth with her coffee and two seats which she climbed up the stairs to the stage and set up the folding chairs. Lovino quickly took a seat with her and sipped at his coffee as Francis gave Feliciano and Ludwig a script.
"Let's start at the front of the scene. Feliciano sit down." Lovino instructed as Mrs. H nodded with him, agreeing.
Ludwig shuffled his papers and looked around, "Well take a last look at it. It will be up for auction by morning," he said dejectedly.
"You're out of your mind," Antonio walked over and took Ludwig's shoulders. "It's Saturday! No bank is going to for-close until Monday."
Ludwig glared pushing the man away and crossed his arms.
"Oh Don, it wasn't that bad!" Feliciano pleaded with a sad smile.
"No. There's no kidding myself," Ludwig sighed, "Once they release "The Dueling Cavalier," Lockwood and Lamont are through."
Lovino put his hand to stop the scene, "Ludwig, start walking over to Feliciano, when we get a couch you will lay down on his lap," he instructed and Ludwig nodded as he walked over to Feliciano who was sitting cross legged on the floor.
"Well, things went wrong with the sound," Feliciano started up the scene looking at his lines, "If you get the technical and straightened out. . ." he trailed off.
"No, it wasn't that!" Ludwig shouted as he went to his knees and laid down on Feliciano's lap, "Something happened to me tonight, I- I. . . well, everything you said about me is true, Kathy. I'm no actor. I never was. Just a log of dumb show, a shadow. I know that now."
Ludwig practically sneered the whole line while Feliciano made a clicking noise with his tongue and ran his hand through Ludwig's hair in a comforting manner.
"Well at least you're taking it lying down!" Antonio smiled and Ludwig sat up giving him another angry glare.
"No kidding Cosmo," he snapped, "did you see anything as idiotic as me on that screen tonight?"
"Yeah, how about Lina!" Antonio offered and Ludwig only laid back on Feliciano lap with his arms crossed.
"Don, you're not through." Feliciano jumped up leaving Ludwig laying on the ground with a sadden look.
"Why of course not!" Antonio put his arm around the Italian, "Why with your looks and figure you could drive an ice wagon or shine shoes!"
"Block hats!" Feliciano gasped.
"Sell pencils!"
"Dig ditches!"
"Or worse still. . . go back into vaudeville." Antonio hum as he danced around Ludwig's body. "Fit as a fiddle, ready for love! I could jump over the moon up above! Fit as a fiddle and ready for love!" He went down to one knee and did jazz hands.
"Too bad I didn't do that in "The Dueling Cavalier." They might've liked it." Ludwig snarled as he sat up and flipped the page of his script.
"Well, why don't you!" Feliciano offered bending down and held out a hand for Ludwig.
"What?"
"Make a musical!" He pulled Ludwig up and they stood nose to nose.
Antonio went between them with a bliss smile, "Sure! A musical picture!" Antonio paused and tapped his chin, "Wait a second!" He grasped Ludwig's shoulders and started shaking him back and forth. "Why not turn "The Dueling Cavalier" into a musical!"
"That's impossible!" Ludwig answered.
"Why? You've got six weeks before it released." Antonio informed tapping his wrist where his watch was.
Feliciano touched Ludwig's hand with hopeful eyes, "Well, sure. Add some songs and dances, trim the bad scenes, add a couple of new ones-"
Antonio cut him off as he grabbed Ludwig's other hand, "And you got it!"
Ludwig walked between them snapped one his finger as he seemed to be getting onto the idea before he put up his hand with a bliss smile on his face. (His big brother liked to call it the American smile)
"Yeah. . . But do you think I can do it?"
"Of course you can!" Feliciano encouraged.
"It's a cinch," Antonio added putting his arm back around Feliciano as Ludwig whirled around.
"You're right!" he exclaimed out, "the picture can be saved!"
"Hot dog!" Antonio cried.
"Halleluiah!" Feliciano smiled running over to Ludwig giving him a big hug.
"Listen," Ludwig turned around as Feliciano encircled his waist, "if we can pull this off, this day will go down in history for me- March 23!'
"Aw no!" Antonio showed his watch to Ludwig and Feliciano, "Your historic day is not the twenty-third, it's the twenty fourth."
"What do you mean, the twenty-fourth?"
"It's one-thirty already! It's morning."
"Yes," Feliciano chimed between them, "and what a lovely morning it is~"
Mrs. H stopped the scene with her hand like Lovino and they turned to her. "Now, Francis, work your magic!" she flicked her hand towards him and Francis beamed.
"Let's just start with Feliciano taking both of their hands-"
The scene went on for three hours and Ludwig's legs were starting to hurt from all the trains he was forced to do while all Feliciano had to do was shuffle around and be spun around.
When the last hour was ending, a slow trickle of staff and students were coming into the auditorium with confused looks as they watched Ludwig roll Feliciano across his back and Antonio doing some kind of three-way step.
"Good mornin" Feliciano sang as he, Ludwig, and Antonio swayed back and forth.
"Good mornin'" Antonio chimed back as he let go of Feliciano so Ludwig could spin him around and then they parted with a wide smiles, "We've talked the whole night through!"
"Good mornin'" Feliciano laughed.
"Good mornin' to you!" Antonio and Ludwig sang together as they linked back up and they shuffled together across the floor.
"Good mornin', good mornin'. It's great to stay up late, good mornin', good mornin', to you!" They sang in unison.
Unlatching from arms Ludwig went to his knee and Feliciano sat on it as they watched Antonio spin around and do intricate tap steps, "When the band began to play the stars were shining bright~"
Antonio went to his knee as Feliciano switched knees and they watched Ludwig do a double buffalo, "Now the milkman's on his way. It's to late to say good night!"
They proceeded across the stage locked in singing as they traveled, "So good mornin', good mornin'! Sun beams will soon shine through. Good mornin', good mornin'!"
Ludwig and Antonio parted from Feliciano and he and Antonio started doing some kind of shuffle and slap that Francis taught them as Feliciano had his little solo, "And you, and you, and you. Good mornin', good mornin'. We gabbed the whole night through, good mornin', good mornin' to you!"
Antonio and Ludwig stopped with their legs wide and hands open, "Nothin' could be grander then to be in Louisiana!" They said in unison before running beside Feliciano who put out his arms and the two boys lifted him up in the air.
"In the mornin', in the mornin'! It's great to stay up late. Good mornin', good mornin' to you!"
Antonio and Ludwig held up Feliciano enough so they could get him on both of their shoulders, they both paused, "Might be just as zippy if we was in Mississippi!"
Both boys held Feliciano in the air as they walked him around with his hands pressed to his chest, "When we left the movie show the future wasn't bright, but came to dawn, the show goes on and I don't want to say good night." He winked as he was helped down by the boys and he was swarmed by them.
"Well, say good mornin'!" They happily sang in unison.
"Good morning!" Feliciano spoke.
"Rainbows are shining through!" Antonio joked as he flicked Ludwig shoulder who sent him a blissful smile that was forced on his lips.
"Good morning!" Feliciano grabbed Ludwig's neck and he was pulled into a bridal hold and spun around. Ludwig stopped suddenly as he and Antonio winked,
"Good morning!" they said in unison. Ludwig put his arm around Feliciano back and flipped him over back into standing position.
"Bonjuour." Feliciano chimed as he stroking his fake beard.
"Monsieur!" They started a call and repeat with Antonio and Ludwig saying things in unison with Feliciano leading.
"Bueno dias!"
"Muchas frias~"
"Buon Giorno," Feliciano used his Italian fingers as Ludwig and Antonio mimicked him.
"Agi torno."
"Gutten Morgen." Feliciano made a beer chugging motion
"Brechtish Morgen!"
"Good mornin' to you!" They both flipped around and trained to the front with arms linking together.
With an out of breath laugh, Feliciano collapsed to his butt laughing insanely and Antonio wiped away the sweat off his brows as Ludwig rubbed his shoulder.
"Bravo! Bravo!" Lovino shouted clapping widely and Mrs. H was practically crying.
"That was absolutely beautiful, boys! Francis you are a life savior! This why you are my Student Dance Director!" Mrs. H suffocated Francis with her chest as she hugged him viciously.
"Can we get a drink V?" Antonio asked with a smile as his hands grasped at his t-shirt.
"Don't you dare take that off!" Lovino barked and Antonio sheepishly looked at his hands taking them away from the shirt, "if it is really worth it, take a break. You three deserve it." he huffed and Antonio squealed as he ran over kissing Lovino wetly on the cheek before climbing off the stage and Ludwig and Feliciano followed and suit.
"Hey, um, Feli?" Ludwig asked as Feliciano hugged his bicep.
"Yeah Luddy? What's up?" he looked up tilting his head.
"Why is Arthur Kirkland glaring at me?"
Feliciano stopped walking as he glanced over at what Ludwig was talking about. To his sincere surprise it was Arthur who was sitting with Alfred and Matthew. Alfred looked to be pouring his heart to Arthur while the Brit was paying no attention, but to Ludwig.
The first thing he thought was 'what if Arthur liked Ludwig?'. Which resulted in Feliciano tightening his grip on Ludwig's bicep and glared back at Arthur, his upper lip curling menacing. The Brit seemed to stop his stare in almost a sudden look of fear before he pointed at Feliciano and made a neck slitting motion.
"That bastard, Veh, Ludwig is mine and he knows that. He gets my cousin and I get the German." Ludwig heard Feliciano muttering angrily. He bristled like a cat when Ludwig put a hand on his shoulder.
"Calm." he ordered and the Italian took a deep breath and then replaced his anger with a smile.
"Let's go get a drink! I have a juice box in my lunch box that I want!" Feliciano went back to being his adorable self as he lead the German to his backpack.
Still, those envies green eyes followed Ludwig like a hawk. A green fire poured into Ludwig's soul as he felt uncomfortable with such angry glares, but Alfred smacked his friend on the back of the head and reminded him that he was talking and the Brit apologized before going back to listening.
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I own nothing. All dialogue and songs are owned by the writer and printer of Singing In The Rain (published in 1952 and owned by Gene Kelly). All Hetalia characters are from Himaruya Hidekaz. I make no profit and the dialogue and characters are used for entertainment only.
(Now that legal stuff is out of the way) Thank you to all the nice reviews! I have a hunch that this story is going to be quite popular with my theater readers! So, stay tuned to know why Arthur is so angry, Francis's dancing and solo, Lovino being benched pressed by Ludwig, and singing! (mostly in the rain)
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